You think it’s sick i know
I been that bitch i know
We don’t know one that know yours no (No no no no!)
They be acting like, they be getting dough (No!)
Only question is what you pull out broke for (Why do that?)

They be acting like, they done got the bag
Yeah right, how the hell your pockets flat
Y’all ain’t really got that guap
Y’all ain’t really got that cent (No!)
Y’all ain’t got that camera in the place
Looking at you when you come back babe (Hold up!)
Y’all ain’t got sting on your whips
Y’all ain’t got (?)
I would never do it like that
And i bet you can’t do it like this

Shot the beat and hit the floor
What (?) for

Copped a cotton candy mink
I live in Cali Tho
You think it’s sick i know
I been that bitch i know
Lost some Ben Franks ‘long the way
But i don’t miss ’em though